You cannot begin to understand what you’ve done…
On a pedestal you stood
I placed you in this sacred place
A place where more respect could not be given.
Among Marquez, Vonnegut, and Hemingway you stood.
I placed you there.
But your almost false words weigh heavy
Driven by curiosity and desires for the experiences.
No one could touch you before
But now you’ve become a man among idols.